Friday, July 25, 2003

My name is Bob. Driving to my office this morning on New Mexico Interstate 40 near Central & Tramway, I looked over my shoulder to the left and there was a woman in a brand new Corvette, with her face up next to the rearview mirror putting on her eye makeup.

I looked away for a few seconds, and when I looked back, there she was halfway in my lane, still working on her eye liner. It scared me so bad, I dropped my electric shaver, which knocked the Krispy Kreme out of my hand. In all the confusion, of trying to straighten out the car with my knees against the steering wheel, it knocked my cell phone away from my ear which fell into my Starbucks coffee between my legs, splashed and burned BIG BOB and the TWINS, ruined the phone and disconnected an important call. DAMN WOMEN DRIVERS....

(thanks Mike)

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